Chapter 403 Xu Xu Tuzhi

Jiu Moshi turned around and ran away. Suddenly, there was cold behind him. In his busy schedule, he looked back and saw only a dark arrow coming out behind his neck like a swimming fish. He was so scared that he was scared. Before he could hide, he snapped and smashed his head.

Then, the arrow changed spontaneously, inch by inch into smoke, as if a hungry wolf pounced on the food. He suddenly wrapped the panicked shen on Jiu Moshi's face, pulled back into the void, and then retracted back to Wang Chan's eyebrows.

In Fahai, when Jiu Pantuo saw that Wang Chan suddenly conjureated a bow and arrow, he shot Jiu Mosh to death in an instant. Even the Yuanshen was taken away, and he was immediately stunned. Then, I saw Wang Chan suddenly stand up on the altar. His eyes were full of light, and he said something in his mouth. He nodded his eyebrows with his hand and pulled it out. He immediately pulled out a thick smoke. The shen of Jiumosh, who had just been included by him before, was also wrapped in the black smoke. He refined the soul, and there was only one left in the cythem. A piece of pure essence.

Just like refining Heliancheng and Mo Zhuifeng at the beginning, Wang Chan, a greedy wolf god smoke, specializes in swallowing the spirit of monks, but now he has practiced the Taiyin Dharma body, and his skills have made great progress. The wolf smoke can change with his heart. It is not necessary to swallow people every time and eat cleanly. In this way, he only refined the soul of the spirit of Jiumosh, but the rest of the pure vitality was all beaten into the "treasure green lotus" that had been warm in his eyebrows.

Then, I only saw a clear light suddenly falling from the whole valley. From the top of Wang Chan's head, a big lotus flower suddenly rose. The light was as clear as water, not stained with dust, and the Taoist light fell from a high place in an instant. In a blink of an eye, the Lei Feng Pagoda sacrificed by the Dharma Sea was firmly held in the middle of the air.

"You two, come to me!" Wang Chan's tone was indifferent. After releasing the precious green lotus, he brushed his sleeves and sat down cross-legged again. After all, the mana of these two people is still too low, and they can't exert the power of the magic weapon in their hands. Instead of facing the enemy in front of them, it is better to call themselves around to shake the flag and shout for themselves.

The two women also knew that they were not opponents. Hearing this, they immediately retreated.

Fahai and Jiu Pantuo were about to chase and kill, but Wang Chan shook the Taiyin flag again, and the yin gas rolled down all over the sky, covering his sight and disappeared at once.

Fahai tried his best to stimulate the Indra Leifa magic power and sacrificed the Leifeng Tower. He was about to suppress it in one fell swoop. With the power of thunder, he broke through the thick yin qi in the valley. He saw that Wang Chan actually killed Jiu Moshi through the air, and then refined the soul of the yuan god with the greedy wolf magic power, and sacrificed a green lotus. The change of means emerged one after another, and the mystery of the divine power. , every time is unexpected.

Wang Chan's yuan god is not enough. Originally, he could not promote the precious green lotus, but with the help of Jiumosh's yuan spirit, which he has cultivated all his life, he can use secret skills, transfer the magic power, and use it flexibly. Now he has put the Yuanshen of Jiumoshi into the green lotus, and the trick of urging him is like borrowing all the power of Jiumoshi.

And as soon as his green lotus was sacrificed, unless the difference in cultivation was too big, it would be difficult to invade, and it was the most difficult to protect himself. The clear light of the Taoist road enveloped the nine altars, as if the blue sky was hanging upside down, the blue light was shining, and he was not afraid of thunder and lightning.

However, the Leifeng Pagoda is also the most precious treasure in Brahmanism. It was given by the saint of the temple, Lig Veda in the temple, to suppress the mountain gate of Jinshan Temple when it was ordered by Fahai to come out from Dalanda Temple to Dongyi to open up the lower house. Nowadays, the mana cultivation of the two is similar, so even if Wang Chan sacrifices the precious green lotus, it is not easy to kill all the two people in front of him with the power of this spiritual creature alone.

It was the fierce and indiction of the struggle. When it was thrilling, suddenly there were 20 or 30 sharp whistles in the distance of Cuiping Mountain. The sound suddenly rose and fell, high and low. In a blink of an eye, outside the valley where several people were located, there were bursts of whistles in all directions.

However, the two sides fought for a long time, and the master who had been arranged in the mountain by Jiumosh finally rushed over at the agreed time.

Oh! The yin qi rolled, and a gap was cracked in the middle. Bai Suzhen and Xiaoqing hurriedly bypassed the outermost altars. When they came to the central high platform, they saw Wang Chan above, dressed in a black robe, with a big flag in his hand. Four or five feet above his head, a cyan lotus slowly turned, layer by layer of clear light, and blue waves flowing water. Generally, he poured down and covered his whole body in a thick cloud. Although the two of them were close at hand, they could not see his true face clearly.

The only thing I can see is that under the clear light, Wang Chan has a pair of strange eyes like a whirlpool, one is blue and white, the other is red gold, gloomy, and light. At first glance, I can't help taking a cold breath in my heart and dare not look at him again.

Wang Chan was originally high on the stage and only used his magic power to fight with the other party, in order to delay the time and ask the opponent to expose all the cards. Since Jiu Moshi is greedy and always wants to swallow the secret magic power on his body, he never dares to make everyone know that he is the ancestor of Yuantu. Therefore, according to Wang Chan's thought, the only thing this old slave can use is the power of the Jiumo family.

Sure enough, as soon as the time arrived, I heard the whistles coming one after another from the mountains, one after another, and kept approaching. It was expected that this was the backhand that Jiu Moshi prepared for him. Goodbye, Bai Suzhen and Xiaoqing hand in hand. Between the altar, there was no way, like a blind man exploring the way. He bumped around, and he could not walk to his home. He also knew that the two had not practiced the way of array, and did not know the beauty of the change of the gossip in the nine palaces. In order to avoid a war at that time, he accidentally injured the two people, so he was also distracted and shook the Taiyin flag. A road has been opened between the nine palaces.

Immediately, as soon as he moved his ears back and forth, he clearly heard the continuous whistle, which was surrounded from far and near. However, these people were obviously well-trained people and good at group warfare. In the deep mountains, they could only rely on the whistle to communicate in an orderly manner, and at least two or three. Ten people.

"This Leifeng Tower gathers the power of thunder and lightning, and I don't know how many masters in the Brahman have been sacrificed for a long time. Although my precious green lotus is difficult to invade, after all, it is not driven by my yuan god, and it can't improve the magic power. It is really difficult to kill this magic sea without the help of external force. However, at present, all the manpower prepared by the other party in advance will be gathered, and I don't have to do forbearance anymore. I simply use the Taiyin poking magic skill to directly burn the person clean, and it will be quiet in a few days.

There was a calculation in his heart. Wang Chan immediately recited the spell in his mouth, and his hands looked at the sky and grasped it repeatedly. A large stream of Taiyin qi suddenly gushed out from all over his body, flowing between the pores, and there was also a little starlight flashing.

The art of Taiyin poking God is the fundamental magic power of almost all the magic sects of Yuantu Laozu. Originally, with Wang Chan's current ability, it was impossible to use it to hurt people, but in this valley, there are nine Taiyin altars, which have absorbed the qi of Taiyin for 30 days, and has long filled the inside and outside of this altar with extremely sticky. It's like lead, mercury and mercury.

Wang Chan released all the Taiyin true qi that had been refined in his body for a long time, moved flowers and trees, and passed on the magic power. In an instant, with himself as a medium, he could borrow the huge power of heaven and earth that was a hundred times larger than his mana, and used four or twos of a thousand catties to run this magic power out in advance and kill all enemies.

After a moment, I saw the yin gas churning between the valleys, and the boundless Taiyin essence danced with Wang Zen's hands, slowly converging and compressing, a trace, a wisp, as if the river converged, a little bulging, making a roar like the tide of mountains and seas.

"What is the origin of this evil? Brother Jiumosh has never told me before." Fa Hai took a look at Jiu Moshi, who died in Gukou, and only felt extremely depressed. In terms of the mana cultivation of his own life, the other party would not be higher than himself, or even worse than himself, but this secret magic power was really powerful, and there were nine altars. Although he did not know what to do, he could also see the ability to improve his mana.

If it hadn't been for the Leifeng Tower in my hand, and the archery master Jiupantuo, who echoed from the side, I was afraid that what happened today could only retreat with hatred. I can't help the other party!

In addition, although Na Jiupantuo is known as the first master of the Jiumo family, he practiced the secret shooting skills in the army of the Daxia Dynasty. Although he also got the permission of Fahai and practiced some secret magic in Brahman, most of his cultivation is still above martial arts. Usually against the enemy, he also poured his magic power into the arrows. Once he took action, the arrows swept, like a hurricane and lightning. Even if they were thirty or fifty miles away, they could shoot through the nine-fold iron armor.

And the magic power contained in his arrows is the best at passing on. Once he is in it, the mana enters the inside and breaks the gas. Ordinary practitioners can't resist it.

But now, when he met Wang Chan face to face, the archery he was best at in his life seemed to have no effect.

Jiu Pantuo took a breath and shot 13 arrows from the arrow pot under the ribs. The dark gold arrows swept, which seemed to be like a bolt and lightning, which could break through the mountains and stones, but as long as it was shot into the rolling Taiyin gas, it would immediately be like a muddy cow entering the sea, and there was no sound. In desperation, he had to retreat to one side for the time being, making a sharp whistle in his mouth, guiding the helpers around him to arrive as soon as possible.

Fortunately, at this time, Wang Chan used the Taiyin Dharma altar to urge Dafa, and he was also estimating the time in his heart. Seeing that the other party had not yet arrived, he was also happy to be fully prepared and refused to launch a killer, which made the situation in the valley temporarily deadlocked.

At the same time, Fahai also vaguely felt bad in his heart. Now he has exhausted his magic power to control the Leifeng Pagoda. The thunder, light and lightning released are obviously more and more powerful, but somehow, the effect is getting smaller and smaller.

The gradually shrinking yin gas seems to have changed quantitatively to produce a qualitative change. The silky white gas turned into a little water droplet. No matter how I bombarded, I could only blow up a big hole in the rolling yin gas, but then it disappeared in an instant.

(to be continued)